Nobody Lyrics - Book Of David - Dj Quik

I don't need nobody, I don't want nobody 

I don't care about nobody, that don't care about me 

I don't need nobody, I don't want nobody 

I don't care about nobody, I just care about me 

Ay pimpin, this for that trick mayne 

Yeah, the one that laughed at me when I told 'em God was sendin' me a boat, but then he cried when DJ Quik came 

A day in the life of a playa name Free 

When John Mayer told the world he didn't CARE for me 

But look at Obama in the office for the get back, mayne 

I believe in takin', go to school and GET that game 

Dark brown Cognac to the head 

You can't tell me shit, nigga Michael Jackson dead 

I only shed my tears when I'm listenin' to "Off the Wall" 

That medicine didn't kill 'em -- y'all did cause y'all talked about him like a dog 

No, I ain't pickin' up no girl for no security, Jack 

Didn't Paris Hilton finally get her jewelry back? 

And Tiger Woods needs some back-up 

Boy, don't you ever apologize to no prostitute, now hit the green and tee THAT up 

But let a mack get 'er; 

'member that sex scene on "Baby Boy"? I woulda fucked them hoes just like Jack 

Now I'mma kiss the ground like a 747 stack 

Cause success is the greatest revenge, but it's gon' back 

(It's gon' handle what's right, it's so certificate 

Then you better believe in me) 

Yeah, Suga Free the P, man 

Pomona style, man have them niggas crackin' up 

I don't drink alcohol, but when I do drink I prefer Dos Equis 

I don't need nobody, I don't want nobody 

I don't care about nobody, I just care about me 

Now my life, is backstage, wristbands, flashlights 

Then, do the same thing we did last night - Jam 

I'm retro Nickelodeon, I'm still all that 

I even rock Jermaine just like Mike Jack 

Addicted to the night life just like crack 

But in the black Mercedes with the ladies in the back 

I like to make you brick, it's what makes me tick 

The way the team decided by just one kick 

Now do the grand slam, damn 

Take you back so far, I got you flyin' Pan Am 

I get the club packed tight like canned ham 

Sealin' all your artists, now pass your exam 

Or get down or gon' get it knit up 

I got a Quincy Jones in my bones, genes split-up 

DJ Quiksta in the center like a pent-up 

And I don't break down - I been up 

I don't care about nobody, that don't care about me 

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